Chapter 386 Obviously Doesn't Believe It

amily can't afford to keep people who don't work. If you want to stay, you need a suitable identity, like what you just said: being slaves.""To sign a master-slave contract with me is equivalent to se...Just now, in order to coax her husband to eat vegetables, Fang Jinshi just ate two bites hastily, swallowing them without paying attention to the taste of the dishes at all.

After Zong Yu picked up her chopsticks again, she began to eat. After a few bites, her eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, the dishes in this unassuming little restaurant were actually quite tasty.

"It's delicious, I'm really curious about what kind of person the owner of this store is."

Fang Jinxiu casually said a sentence, the speaker meant nothing but the listener took it to heart. Zong Yu subconsciously pursed his lips.

After spending some time together, Zongyu has gotten to know his daughter-in-law pretty well. Although she hasn't explicitly said her preferences.

He could sense, however, that his daughter-in-law had quite high standards for the taste of food.

Zong Yu lowered his eyes slightly, eating silently without a word.

She really likes men who are good at cooking.

"Ayu, how do you think the food here tastes" Fang Jinshu didn't realize the man's thoughts in time.

Then he asked again.

Zongyu didn't look up, just faintly replied, "Not bad."

Fang Jinxiu was taken aback. How come AYu's mood suddenly seemed to drop She was about to continue pondering why he was like that when she suddenly heard the second floor waiter rush down from upstairs in a flustered manner.

"Shopkeeper, it's bad! The master has fallen ill again. Quickly go and call the doctor!"

The young waiter's voice was loud, and his shout immediately drew the attention of other customers in the shop. Hearing this, a kind customer chimed in.

"You guys are wasting your time. All the doctors in the city are at the Zhao family's house now. They went this morning and haven't been let out yet."

The shopkeeper and the second boy paled, "What are we to do Our master gets terrifyingly ill every time, he'll die without a doctor!"

"So, you go to the Zhao family and tell those doctors, whoever can come and treat our master, we'll double their fee!"

Fan Jinshu heard the words "diagnosis fee doubled" and her eyes lit up instantly. Even if mosquito legs are small, they're still meat! It's just a matter of treating someone conveniently, it was her old trade anyway, something she could do effortlessly.

She quickly stood up and walked to the front of the two people, "I'm a doctor. Where is the person Could you take me to have a look"

The shopkeeper thanked heaven and earth. He never expected that there would be a doctor among the guests who came to eat.

But the moment he saw Fang Jinshu, he was taken aback. How could she be such a young girl She didn't look like a doctor at all.

Fang Jinshi never expected that her low-key approach would backfire. After all, most people in the world judge by appearances.

The shop owner quickly realized that since all the doctors in town were at Zhao's, inviting them might not be possible.

The master's illness can't be delayed, if the master dies, who will they rely on for food

"Miss, my master is upstairs. Please follow me!"

The shopkeeper told the waiter to take the man to the guest room upstairs. There were so many diners downstairs, he couldn't leave.

Wherever Fang Jinshi went, Zongyu followed. The daughter-in-law followed the young boy upstairs, and Zongyu quickly finished all the food on the table and followed suit.

The young waiter hurriedly led them upstairs to a private room. This small restaurant was indeed extraordinary; it had a second floor, and surprisingly, even private rooms.

"Doctor, this is our master's room," the shop assistant said as he pushed open the door and led Fang Jinshu in.

A portly old man lay on the chair inside, twitching slightly. His eyes were bulging and his labored breathing was audible even from the doorway. He was clearly still experiencing palpitations.

Fang Jinxiu didn't rush forward to take the old man's pulse. Instead, her gaze shifted downward to the table in front of the portly old man. The table was laden with dishes made from chicken, duck, and fish.

And there was a chicken leg, half-eaten, still in the bowl before him.

Fang Jinshi already had a general idea in her mind about what illness the portly old man had.

"Doctor, please don't just stand there and watch! Hurry up and treat our master. Our master is a good person, please save him!"

Fang Jinshu nodded. "Rest assured, your master won't die."

After finishing her words, she began to take the old man's pulse. His illness was indeed consistent with her initial diagnosis.

The fat old man wasn't unconscious, just his consciousness was hazy and intermittent. He struggled to know that the waiter had called a doctor for him.

This isn't the first time he's gotten sick, but this time it's particularly painful. The doctors in town haven't figured out what's wrong with him yet.

The old man, half-asleep, saw that the one taking his pulse was a young woman. He smiled wryly and turned to scold the boy, but his voice was weak.

"You impudent brat! Have all the doctors in the city perished How dare you send a little girl to treat me If I die, who's going to pay your wages this month"

Fang Jinshi pinched the old man's wrist and raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with the little girl"

"Throughout the entire city of Luoshui, I am probably the only young girl who can cure your illness."

The fat old man let out a snort of laughter, clearly disbelieving.ncere in wanting to discuss this business with Miss Zong. As long as you’re willing, I can even make you the eldest mistress of the Wang family.”“I don't understand, what does Lady Zong need so much g...